A day with no glory
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A heart filled with fear
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Still repeating his-story to make ourselves clear
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A voice is unheard when it shouts from the hills
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Your king in his castle never died on these fields
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There's blood on you hands
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A smile on your face
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A wicked intention when there's money to be made
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A room with no windows and a heart that can't feel
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Shame with no convictions and a view to a kill.
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Tell me why?
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Why must we fight?
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And why must we kill in the name of what we think is right?
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No more! no war!
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Cause how do you know?
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The hate in your eyes
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The lies on your tongue
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A hand that kills the innocent
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So quick to do wrong
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Your belly is full while we fight for what remains
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The rich getting richer while the poor become slaves
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We kill our own brothers
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The truth is never told
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If victory is freedom then the truth is untold
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Surrender your soul just like everyone else
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If love is my religion, don't speak for myself
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How do you know?
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I'm living this life
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I'm given these lies
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And how can i die for the name of what you think is right?
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No more! oh lord!
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How do we know?
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Tell Me Why
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P.O.D. |